Precious Porcelain
Knuckle Joe sighed. 'Beauty and the beast.' he thought bitterly. He thought once more of the lovely girl. Silica...she wasn't as tough as she seemed. Beneath lies a poor, defenseless soul who is hurt and beaten.
Her mother was the only one who cared for her. To silica's dismay, Garlude was oblivious to the fact that Jailin, her father, was abusive, both verbally and phsyically.
Silica tried not to seem hurt. Knuckle Joe remembered the day he discovered the girl's many scars.
FLASHBACK
He walked around in the woods. He suddenly heard screaming. Knuckle Joe ran twards it. He saw an older man holding onto Silica's arm. He held a knife and cut her. Silica's scream pierced the air once more.
''Shut the fuck up!'' the man yelled. He threw her against a tree. She passed out instantly. The man walked away. Knuckle Joe picked her up and took her to his house. Hours later she awoke. All her wounds were bandaged. She tried to get up, but yelped at the pain she felt in her lower back.
''You shouldn't be moving.'' Knuckle Joe's voice seemed to startle her. ''Where am I?'' she asked. Her voice was filled hurt. He could tell from the look on her face that, she held back tears. ''My house. Are you hurting anywhere?'' Silica nodded. ''My back.'' He carefully layed her on her stomach. He gentlly massaged her back. He heard her supress a moan and blushed.
''Who was the man who abused you?'' he asked. Silica stayed silent. He pressed harder on her back. She moaned. He leaned tward her ear and whispered, ''Who was it?''. ''My father.'' she said. Silica began to cry.
END FLASHBACK
Silica had stayed with him since then. She often cuddled up to him in the night...much like now, but she wasn't as calm as usual. ''Knuckle Joe...'' Silica adressed him. He looked at her. That day had been years ago. They had both matured. Silica had a womanly figure. Knuckle Joe had grown more muscular.
''Yes?'' he replied. Her quesion was a little suprising. ''How do you heal a mental scare?'' she asked. ''Depends what caused it...'' he answered. ''Loss of love?'' she quesioned. ''find a new love.'' he retorted.
''...What if he rejects you...?''. ''What ifs never happen. What if I didn't love you. What if you weren't abused. What if godzilla were here. Would any of these happen...OK maybe the last one but we'd know who to blame.'' He didn't hear the giggle he thought he would hear. He gaised at her once more. she was blushing wildly. ''What?'' he asked, irritated. ''The first one...''she smiled. He rethought what he had said. what if I didn't love you? Dammit! as he thought, Silica cuddled closer to him, feeling his lips with her own. They shared a gentle kiss. After that ende he nuzzled into her neck. She gentlly nibbled his ear. ''I love you, too.'' she whispered.